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CHAPTER FIFTEEN

               The place looks crowded when Arya parks his car along the roadside. I softly bite my lips and withdraw it immediately when I imagine his thumb over my chin. I smile. 

         Kadam opens the door for me. I hate it when people do things for me. Feeling a little embarrassed, I follow Arya. To my relief, no one is brushing or hitting me. They are making way for us when they behold Arya. 

        We reach a gargantuan hall, it's loaded with dresses, clothes, embroidery material, sewing machines etc. It doesn't look like a factory. The roof must be twenty feet above, the bricks are painted white. The most astounding thing is the girls who are working here, their clothes look expensive, they are looking beautiful with slim figures, as a model. 

       I was so busy staring at my surroundings that I almost let out a small

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